Aerith winced when Apache hit the Al Bhed. It sounded painful, and it had certainly worked to stop him in his tracks.

Then she snapped around to look at Lea. "Don't you start," she scolded, smacking him in the arm with the back of her hand. Saix was being bad enough doing a slow clap of appreciation.

She thought about offering to heal the Al Bhed, but decided to let him take the fall out of his own stupidity instead. At least for a little while, anyway.